Helping with Homework

     Homework... it's an awful thing that we all have to do.  You have math problems, essays, worksheets, reading, etc.  The list can go on forever.  Sometimes my siblings gets lazy and decide not to do their homework until last minute.  This laziness is a disease called procrastination.  I think that once in a while, we all procrastinate.
     My brother loves math.  He is in an advanced class, and he does really well.  Unfortunately, Nick doesn't like the homework problems that come along with it.  Every Sunday night, Nick comes to me and asks me to help him with ONE problem.  Then he turns in the homework to Canvas.  His math teacher allows them to redo the assignment until they get 100%.  Well, Nick usually misses three or four, and when he does, he comes crawling into my bedroom to "help" him with it.  I put help in quotes because help in his mind is doing it for him.  I don't put up with that.  I help him work it out, and sit with him until he gets 100% on all of his assignments.  Nick thanks me and then goes to bed. When my brother doesn't do his homework, he uses a dumb homework excuse. 

Homework

     Then there is my little sister Natalie. She doesn't procrastinate that much, but she gets stressed out a lot.  Every week on Tuesday, Natalie comes to me with 20 vocabulary words that she has a test on on Friday.  I help Natalie study by making her write the word and then say the definition.  The problem is, when she gets one wrong, she starts sobbing because she thinks she's going to fail her test because of one wrong answer during a study session.  Then, she gets so flustered that she gets all of the rest of the words wrong.  It takes forever to calm her down, and when you do, she has a mini panic attack.  Natalie finally finishes her panic attack, and she lets me help her finish the vocabulary words.  We go through this same problem every day, and on Friday, we go through the process a billion times.  Natalie repeats the study process until she repeats the definitions word for word.  On Friday, before school, we study some more.  Finally, on Friday afternoon, Natalie comes home from school smiling and telling me that she got 100%.  I think in my mind, "I told you so!"
     Brigitte is the youngest of the five kids in my family.  That means that she hasn't gone through as many years of school, and she has really easy homework.  It's hard for Brigitte, though.  She doesn't like math, and every day, she cries when she can't figure out a problem.  It doesn't help that everyone tells her that it is easy and she should figure it out.  My mom has me help her because apparently I'm good at math, and I try to be very patient. I don't tell her it's too easy because I know she's only in third grade.
     Luckily, I have an older sister.  I don't help her with her homework, she helps me with mine.  That is a plus of being a middle child.  You have older siblings that help you do things, but get the opportunity to serve others because of your younger siblings.